like an old castle it juts into the skyline

with turrets and towers and odd shaped windows

a grey-blue sky frames the mass

of brick and devotion

as an endless stream of passersby

ignore the yawning doors

that never open

not that they are locked or barred

but more correctly

no one wishes to enter

sound rings hollow through the cathedral

six out of every seven days

religion and god reduced to a casual thing

as a building it has become a relic

of interest mostly for historic reasons

and the delicate colour of stained glass

 

 

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